Boring night, boring morning, always telling me I'm wrong
Always something I've forgotten – can't they see I'm rocking on?
Music is my life, I need it more and more
Every time I write a song, it's been heard before
Fighting for my first break, I just can't work it out
It's enough to make your heart break – what's it all about?
Spoken:
Why don't you get a proper job?
Something where you can earn some money for a change
Sittin' about playing that guest music
All them symphonizes won't get far without, you know?
Suddenly I'm rich and famous, gonna be a megastar
Suddenly we're on the telly, as overnight sensations are
Mother, she's so proud, she found a colour set
But all the neighbours down our street can't forget
Now I've got my first break, she still can't work it out
It's enough to make your heart break – what's it all about?
Spoken:
Always knew he'd do it, son
How much did you take alone?
Appearing mail tonight
One inch? Gaaughh!
Took it all, smiling faces, lost it all with open hands
Watched it sliding through my fingers, fame and fortune now is gone
But music is still my life, I need it more and more
There'll always be someone who's heard it all before
But back to front existence blinkers on your eyes
Won't need no a**istance, there'll be no more surprise...